One Mommy and Three Daddies

Summary:Summary: Isabella Swan and her husband, Jacob Black, desperately want a child but her husband is unable to get her pregnant. Her husband's friends decide to help them by sperm donation. But she suddenly loses her husband in an accident and she gives birth to her daughter but does not know which of her husband's friends fathered her child. The father of Bella's child can either be Jasper, Emmett and Edward. OOC. AH.

Notes:I just got this idea when I was watching OMaTD. Since I'm so obssessed with Twilight Saga at the time, a friend of mine encouraged me to make a Twilight fanfic OMaTD style. So I decided to give it a try. ;)NOTE: I don't have a beta reader so I apologize for my future mistakes and stupidity. :)Disclaimer: I don't own TWILIGHT nor One Mommy and Three Dads.

"I see. But you still need to tell this to Bella. She needs to know." Emmett said.

"When the sun goes black." I said, grabbing my coat, ready to leave.

"Good Morning!" Bella said, tinkering at the kitchen.

I smiled, sneaking towards her. "It is a good morning." I murmured, snaking my arms to her waist, putting butterfly kisses on her creamy neck.

She moaned and I immediately went hard.

"Happy 3rd anniversary, Mrs. Black." I said, huskily.

"Back at ya, Mr. Black." She said, slowly turning to face me.

I smashed our lips together, tongues battling for dominance. I still can't believe it's been 3 years since our wedding day. Although we've been together for 5 years before that, it took me too long to muster up my courage and ask her to marry me.

I cupped her ass, lifting her up while she wound her arms around my neck.

I headed to the bedroom and into the bed.

[*insert lemon here*] :P ;) :D :) BV

One thing that's comical now, is that Bella has a very dirty mouth whenever we have sex. But since we're completely, uh, distracted at the time, she gets away with it. So, I took advantage of the situation and cuss too.

We're getting into it until she muttered something foreign.

I stopped mid-thrust and looked at her questioningly.

"What are you saying, hon?" I asked.

"Oh, I, uh, was just, uh." She blushed, making Jacob Jr. twitch. That made her moan.

"What?" I said.

"Well, our neighbor quite know about our, uh, situation, and she said that when I chant the verse while we're, uh, making love, it's guaranteed that we'll have a baby soon enough." She explained, blushing harder.

I looked at her, mouth agape. How many people did she blabbered our problems? How many people knew about this? Did someone saw me went to the hospital? Did someone found out I'm sterile?

"What is it?" Bella asked, touching my arm.

I quickly stood up and put my pants on.

"Jake?"

"I never knew you're a blabbermouth, Bella."

"What?"

"How many people know about this?"

"Jake, please, listen to me."

"What?!"

"I only wanted us to have a baby. They helped me out. I swear to you, only a few people know about this. They all suggested that we should go to a hospital and have a consultation to know what's wrong."

I looked away. I would never let her find out that it's my fault. She will leave me.

"Why are you mad anyway?! Huh?! Why? I can't have friends anymore?"

"Of course you can. I am not forbidding you to go and hangout with your friends. As long as they're all female."

"You don't love me anymore, don't you? I mean, I can fully understand you. I mean, who loves a woman who can't even conceive a child?" Bella shouted, not caring that everyone can hear her.

"That's not what I meant. Of course I love you! Never doubt that!"

"Then, what's your problem?!"

"Do you really like babies that much? I mean, we can still be a happy even though we don't have children, right?"

"Not me! What family do you have? After my grandmother died, I only have my father. I want a child, Jacob!"

I sighed guiltily. "Let's talk about this later." I get my shirt, and passed it to her. "Wear this. Come out, okay?" I said, heading to the door.

"It's always like this."

I turned around to look at her. "What now?"

"You're always doing everything for your friends. What about me? You don't want to go to the hospital that badly? Even though I want it badly? You can't even do that for me?" she whispered.

"It's not because I didn't want to." I exhaled. Argh!!! She'll found out!

"Then why, Jacob?"

"You suffered so much but it didn't happen." Nice save, Black. "Plus, the doctors said forget it, so why are you being like this?"

"Did we do every fucking thing the doctors told us to do? I got the hormone shots whenever I was fucking ovulating, what did you do?"

I stand there, guilty as fuck.

"They'll fucking come over and you'll hangout with your fucking friends all fucking night and get fucking drunk. Did we fucking ever really try? Have those fucking people helped us in any fucking way? I'm sick of fucking Boys Night and drinking fucking alcohol even on small fucking celebrations! I don't fucking want to fucking see any of you! Take them and get the fuck out!!!"

I'm still frozen. I never heard her curse that much.

She stood up, quickly putting on the shirt and shoved me out the door.

I shook my head, clearing all thoughts. I desperately needed to get drunk.